I am also courting Bai Yueguang today

The rain showed signs of easing up, and it was falling, but the sky was still gloomy and cloudy, which made people feel gloomy.

The outer door was some distance away from the Disciple Hall, Wen Xia was walking on the bluestone road full of water stains, stepped on a splash of water, thinking about what to say when he saw Jun Lingchen later.

I was the one who spoke too recklessly yesterday, please Miao Yinqing, don't you want to blame me?Or should I emphasize again that I sincerely don't want to be your apprentice, Mr. Miao Yinqing?

The more Wen Xia thought about it, the more confused she felt in her head. When she reached the door of the disciple hall, she couldn't figure out why, so she hid under the eaves, put away her umbrella, and looked inside the hall.

The architectural style of the disciple hall is no different from that of ordinary private schools and houses. There is a small desk in front of each disciple, and the disciples sit respectfully on the futon in front of the desk and listen to the lectures of the immortal masters in the hall.

If you want to say that this hall is different from ordinary private schools, it is that the decorations inside and outside the hall reveal a sense of righteousness and immortality. The whole hall exudes a refreshing and pure aura. In Wen Xia's words, it's like sitting in a pile of spiritual stones.

Standing under the eaves, Wen Xiaer glanced in through the gap in the hollowed-out window, and saw a Tao Xun placed on each student's desk, as if they were teaching rhythm.

The fairy teacher who was teaching turned his back to him, and he could only see a white figure from the back through the crack of the window. He fixed his eyes, but he didn't see anything, and he didn't see Jun Lingshen's figure. He was waiting to look again. After some movement in the house became clear, it quieted down.

Originally, although no human voice was heard in the room, there were occasional rustling of books and the sound of grinding ink, but now the room was surprisingly quiet. People disappeared.He turned sideways, and was about to take another look into the house through the crack of the window, when the light behind him was blocked by a black shadow.

Wen Xia turned around and saw Jun Ling standing in front of him, looking at him with downcast eyes.Wen Xiaer was startled by the person who appeared without a sound, and took a few steps back. He accidentally bumped his back against the half-closed window, knocked it open, lost his body support, and fell backwards uncontrollably. go--

In the blink of an eye, a white and slender hand grabbed his wrist and brought him back in time. His body hit the opponent's chest, and his forehead touched a piece of cool and soft cloth.

"Study by yourself." Jun Ling's cold voice came from above, followed by the sound of the window being closed.

Wen Xia rubbed her forehead, retreated from Jun Ling's arms in embarrassment, and said with a sneer, "Jun Miaoyinqing is here too, what a coincidence, what a coincidence."

As soon as he said this, he wanted to slap himself in the face. What a coincidence, he had been standing here for a long time, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was looking for someone, let alone Jun Lingchen.

Jun Ling Shen san let go of his hand, and his eyes fell on the back of his hand. Wen Xia followed the other's line of sight to look at the back of his hand, and saw a scab of blood.

This blood scab sank into the tiger's mouth along the joints, so it wasn't too deep, but it felt a bit hideous looking at it like this at the moment.Wen Xiayou twitched her hand but did not twitch, then she heard Jun Ling, who was holding his wrist, ask, "How did you hurt?"

Wen Xia thought for a while, but he couldn't figure it out that yesterday when he punched the tongue-twisting disciple in the face, he was accidentally scratched by the opponent's teeth, but of course he couldn't bring this up with Jun Ling. , silent for a while and said: "Well, it was scratched by a branch, it's okay."

However, Jun Lingshen didn't speak, and suddenly pulled him into the next room. After entering the room, he pushed him to sit on a couch, but he started to search for something in the closet beside him.

Wen Xiayou vaguely guessed what Jun Lingshen wanted to do, sat quietly on the couch and looked at the other person's back without making a sound, while thinking wildly, it would be good if he could get along with Jun Lingshen like this forever.

Jun Lingshen took out several bottles of medicine and a piece of clean cloth from the cabinet, went to sit down opposite Wen Xiaer, and began to apply medicine to the back of Wen Xiaer's hand without saying a word.

From where Wen Xiaer was sitting, he could only see half of the other side's face clearly. Jun Lingshen lowered his head slightly, and his eyes all fell on his wound. He stared at Jun Lingshen for a while, and suddenly came He said, "Miao Yinqing, do you know my name?"

Jun Lingshen's subordinates paused, then raised their heads to look at him.

Jun Lingshen's eyes as deep as water became dark and inexplicable at some point, as if something was about to burst out of his eyes, but soon he lowered his eyes and returned to the old well without waves. calm.

Wen Xia almost thought she was wrong, but Jun Lingshen said at this moment: "Thinking of you."

After Jun Lingshen bandaged the wound on his hand, he raised his eyes, "The people at the outer door told me that your name is Sijun."

Wen Xia was startled, then laughed a few times, "Yes, yes, my name is Sijun, my name is Sijun..."

Jun Ling got up and put away the used medicine bottle in the cabinet. Wen Xia glanced casually out of the window. The rain was getting weaker, as if it would stop in the next moment.

Suddenly there was a sound of Xun from the hall next door.

Wen Xia knew that the group of young disciples next door were practicing blowing the xun after listening to Jun Lingshen's words, and it would not be easy to disgrace Jun Lingchen, so he boasted a few words against his will, "These disciples are really hardworking, and they will practice Xun in the future. It will definitely work so hard.”

Jun Ling Shen heard the words, but it was as if he had swept him away, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said calmly: "No one is on the tune."

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, then smirked and said, "Really? I don't know the rhythm, so I can't hear it haha."

Jun Ling Shen continued this conversation, walked to the door, turned to him and said, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Wen Xia got up and caught up.

"Go back to Suqiantai." Jun Ling said solemnly.

Wen Xia'er's footsteps stopped abruptly, his lips were tightened, and he said, "Miao Yinqing... have you forgotten what I said that day?"

The noisy and piercing Xun sound was endless, originally it was just a disturbing sound, but it blended into their current atmosphere, but it was like an urgent and undisturbing magic sound.

Jun Lingshen didn't step forward, but was still standing at the door, just when Wen Xia'er thought he would leave in a huff of shame, he only heard him say: "You still don't want to."

"I'm not, I..." Wen Xia'er really didn't know how to explain to Jun Lingshen, he wanted to stay with the other party for a long time, but not as a master and apprentice, there were some things he really didn't know How to explain it.

Jun Lingchen walked up to him and looked at him without blinking, as if he had to hear a reasonable explanation before giving up.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wen Xiaer finally came up with a plan to delay the attack, "Can Mr. Miaoyinqing wait for me for a few days? Allow me to think about it before I give you an answer?"

Jun Ling Shen Wenyan compromised easily, "Okay."

Such a result was really unexpected, Wen Xia didn't think about it, and just about to breathe a sigh of relief, he listened to Jun Ling again.

"Three days." Jun Ling said solemnly: "After three days, even if you cry, I will bring you into Suqian Terrace."

Wen Xia looked at Jun Lingchen blankly, thinking that she had heard wrong.

This is a threat?This is a threat, right?

Mr. Miaoyinqing, who has always been highly respected and respected by the world of immortals, and known as an outstanding gentleman, is actually threatening him?

Wen Xia couldn't help being a little speechless, "Xianjun, are you...are you threatening me?"

"It's not a threat." Jun Ling said calmly, "I'm giving you a choice."

Choose to cry and be dragged into Suqiantai three days later?

Wen Xia couldn't even imagine such a scene.

Zuo Yuze Mountain is Jun Lingshen's territory, no matter how tough he is, he can't be tougher than Jun Lingshen, but being the other party's apprentice is absolutely impossible, how many days can be delayed, and he will be able to think again after the three-day time limit It is better to use other methods to dispel the other party's thoughts than to surrender now.

So Wen Xia gritted his teeth and said hello, "In three days' time, I don't need Mr. Miao Yinqing to invite me to Suqiantai."

Jun Lingshen said softly: "Very good."

Wen Xia laughed dryly a few times, not good, not good at all.

He and Jun Lingshen walked out of the house together, Wen Xiaer picked up the oiled paper umbrella that was left aside and planned to go back home to think about a good plan, Jun Lingshen stopped him and handed a bottle of medicine in front of him.

Wen Xia recognized that it was the bottle he had used just now, thanked her, accepted it, and put it away without refusing.

Seeing that he accepted it, Jun Lingshen instructed, "Don't touch the water for a few days."

Wen Xia nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart, "Miao Yinqing, you are really a good person." To be so considerate to a person who hasn't met or spoken to a few times, it's truly amazing. He has a taste.

The emotion in Jun Lingshen's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't explain much, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the oil-paper umbrella held by the other party.

Seeing this, Wen Xia felt a little guilty for no reason, and hid the oil-paper umbrella behind her, "The umbrella Miao Yinqing gave me was too expensive, and it was raining too hard when it came, so I feared it would be damaged. Changed to an ordinary umbrella..."

After he finished speaking, he felt that his explanation was really superfluous, as if there was no silver 300 taels here, maybe Jun Lingshen didn't care why he didn't use the red umbrella at all.

Jun Ling said solemnly: "If an umbrella can't protect the person holding it from the sun and rain, then it is of no use."

Wen Xia was silent for a while, and said: "But I just want it to stay in the room safely, and I don't want it to be damaged." Although I didn't bring the umbrella out today because Liu was in charge, what he said at the moment But it is from the heart.

No matter what Jun Lingshen gave him, he cherished it with all his heart.

Jun Ling was silent for a moment, and said, "As you wish."

After saying that, he turned around and entered the hall, and the chaotic Xun sounds in the room stopped abruptly.

Wen Xia stood there holding the oil-paper umbrella for a while, not sure what Jun Lingchen was thinking, so she turned around and walked back resentfully.